| The blind leads the blind to the edge
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| I don’t know if I’m animal or a god
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| But we are both
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| And in our world of codes
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| We choose what values we will unhold
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| We draw the lines between the judge and the judged
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| When in fact we are both
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| In a world of degrees where lies vanity?
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| How ironic it is, this privilege
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| The blind leading the blind through a field of mines
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| «In this world there are those who will take your heart
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| In this world there are those who will take
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| All that you’ve got
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| They are the predators
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| And they must be dealt with on our terms»
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| «In this world are two:
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| The quick and the dead»
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| «We will not lie down
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| We will not be silent
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| We will not be party to understanding
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| We will execute justice with precision»
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| Perfect
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| Genuine
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| Complete
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| Crystalline
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| Pure
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| (Oh so pure)
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| After so much time, are we any closer?
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| Can we begin to understand?
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| Do weeven ask, are we alone in this world?
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| Don’t tell me that we’re alone
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| Don’t tell me we have to figure this out on our own
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| If we are all guilty of something
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| We among us is guilty of anything?
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| To judge is to be god
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| But to forgot judgement
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| To accept the unacceptable
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| No, we carry out our own justice everyday
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| Free from the opinions of others and even from ourselves
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| We each act alone in this world, to find the light
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| Without judgment, without judgment
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| There are two of you, don’t you see
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| One that loves and one that kills
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| Sometimes I’m overwhelmed
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| By the compassion I feel inside
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| And sometimes I cannot hide the contempt I feel inside
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| And so it goes…
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| And you will find these words meaningless
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| When you get back to the world
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| You will burn everything |